We're All Gonna DIE
by , 02-01-2008 at 11:02 PM (940 Views)
We're all gonna die, there's no way around it. We'll burn like our funeral pyres, which we've piled high with every moment we didn't study. Holy COW! Regionals... is tomorrow. according to the practice tests we've been taking, I'll probably place as one of the five smartest Mythology students in Leon county. Probably fifth ><
My parents said they wouldn't let me go to Regionals if I didn't make it through school, today. So I went to school-- only there was an extra problem! I took nighttime medicine instead of daytime medicine! Good Lord, I'm so stupid!! I slept in English, and part of Latin, and part of PE. Then I went to the Latin room during Culinary class, because they won't even allow me in the room when I'm sick.
SO... I go to the Latin room, and for some reason, there's a substitute teacher. What?! He was here one class ago! So I end up sitting in the window seat, and there's this really creepy 11th grader making lewd gestures at me!And I mean creepy-- He had natural red hair, that was grown to his jawline. He wore baggy jeans; heavy, black boots; a black shirt, and a black leather jacket. To complete the look, he wore a Wiccan necklace, and was spectacled. And when class was out, and gothboy was done flirting, I found out why Mr. B was out.
Mr. B ran into a concrete post, and had to have stitches over his eye.
And everybody thought it was so funny at lunch. Have they no human compassion? He had to have stitches, for God's sake!! Then Titus was flirting with me. Titus is in tenth grade, and not too pretty. *sigh* Why not John?
Anyway, I fell asleep in science, was in over my head in Algebra, and then had Orchestra.
In Orchestra, Ben was gone, and so I moved up and sat next to John. But he must be the only one impervious to charm, because I was flirting with him the whole period and he didn't even care. Then, other times he stares at me constantly, unble to tear his eyes away. I should just swear off dating... guys are confusing!![]()
I'm listening to "Speak Softly, Love," and it's so beautiful! It's the lyriced version of the theme to The Godfather. If you don't know what I'm talking about, then you've never lived! I've even learned it on cello!!![]()



We're all gonna die, there's no way around it. We'll burn like our funeral pyres, which we've piled high with every moment we didn't study. Holy COW! Regionals... is tomorrow. according to the practice tests we've been taking, I'll probably place as one of the five smartest Mythology students in Leon county. Probably fifth ><
And I mean creepy-- He had natural red hair, that was grown to his jawline. He wore baggy jeans; heavy, black boots; a black shirt, and a black leather jacket. To complete the look, he wore a Wiccan necklace, and was spectacled. And when class was out, and gothboy was done flirting, I found out why Mr. B was out.
